More Proof That Boys Are Just Different
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Boys Are Just Different
StandardThe moment we arrived for our play date with Julianna’s bestie and her siblings, my boys made a beeline for the box by the living room wall. It had badminton rackets in it. “Uh,” I said to Bestie’s mother, as the rackets were passed around, “is that okay for inside?” “Oh, I”m sure it’s fine,”…
Mayonnaise versus Miracle Whip, and other things that just don’t matter all that much
StandardOK, so if you haven’t picked up on it by now, you can’t possibly have been paying attention, there’s this: I am really opinionated. I come from a long line of passionate and vocal opinionated people. My kids are well on their way to continuing the family tradition. A few weeks ago at…
When you go visit the farm with boys…
StandardWhen you go visit the farm with boys, you just never know what you might find waiting in the driver’s seat when it’s time to go home.
A Random Sampling of the Wanton Destruction Unleashed by Boys
StandardCan YOUR kids crack a countertop with nothing but a toothbrush?
Boys Have Drama, Too
StandardLet no one, me especially, claim that boys come without the drama attached to raising girls. Every child loves his first grade teacher. It’s an unspoken rule, right? You must be hopelessly, gaga-eyed in love with your first grade teacher. So when your first grade teacher gives you a bag full of gummy worms on…
The Awesome And Terrible Responsibility of Raising Boys
StandardAt present, the web is a hornet’s nest of outrage over the light sentence given to the swimmer convicted of rape—and his father’s response—and his victim’s lengthy, no-punches-pulled response to her attacker. And all of this makes me think about myself as a parent, and what this means about my particular responsibility as a parent…
Raising Boys: The Good, The Bad and the Ugly
StandardI am the second of four girls who grew up in a house with one bathroom and one TV. When I was pregnant for the first time, people kept asking if I thought it was a boy or a girl. I kept saying “girl,” but about three weeks before Alex was born, I realized I…
Big Boys, crazy hair, and sex ed (a 7QT post)
Standard___1___ We had a friend over for dinner last weekend, and as we were asking her about her studies and her plans for the future, Alex sat across from her shaking his head. “This is why I don’t want to grow up,” he said. “There’s too much work.” ___2___ This reminds me of what I…
The Difference Between My Boys
StandardMy oldest child got in the car last week after school, his entire frame drooping. “The boys made fun of me,” he said. Knowing my children’s capacity for drama, I probed for more details. But the more I heard, the more I hurt inside. Because as best I could tell, it actually was as bad…
